A Spirit Crying Out

I have this sense, that what we see around us isn’t the world going crazy, in so much as it’s every person with a spirit crying out for a very similar thing. A Messiah.

It’s clear enough to see that most people perceive something wrong with the world or culture that we live in. Many people believe that by the hand of force they can make a difference. Others believe with the correct ruler or god or president, that this world will become more of what they imagine Utopia would be like. Some still believe if we follow the correct system, that will eventually work everything out in the end.

Whether we imagine we’re seeking justice, love, equality, truth, authentic, holistic, prosperity, or perfect …we’re looking for a way to make that happen. Usually with a leader of some sort to get us there. Someone who can see the problems and have a quick decisive way to bring order. Maybe even something that lifts up our own values.

The simplicity of this, doesn’t really sound like a world gone crazy to me. As matter of fact, the Bible might even explain this as birth pangs. A longing for something new to be birth, and to bring things into correction or fullness or redemption.

We call it “the restoration of all things”.
I see it everywhere.
Black Lives Matter, anti-Trump, pro-Trump, Isis, Jihadist, ect.

I find it really isn’t so different than these that took place while Jesus was on the Earth. Different names, yes. Different faces, I suppose. But the pushing, the waiting, the anxiousness and urgency -very much the same.

Sometimes (maybe often) we feel like God doesn’t work fast enough. Maybe that God doesn’t understand what it’ll like to have this trapped feeling of want something greater but not being able to affect change. Maybe God doesn’t understand time and history, because maybe he gets to live outside of time. Maybe God doesn’t care as much as we’d previously assumed, because nothing is worse than feeling stuck and watching glory & hope fade all around you.

Then again…

Maybe God does understand this. Maybe the only reason we even feel this way is because God felt it first. Maybe the push and the urgency within us isn’t just about a sinking ship, but it’s our spirits feeling a deep wind of change. A kingdom that has come and is coming into fullness. A world that’s beyond even the concept of Utopia or “heaven” and is more real the the turmoil we wake up and face everyday.

Maybe our spirits are intuiting birth, newness, life, …and yet it feels like its just beyond us. But how could it be beyond us, if our spirits already feel it? Already thirst for it? And already pushing to come forth into this life?

I get this sense of we are creating our own hell, because we don’t understand how to make heaven. We are actively involved the destruction of something beautiful, because we want it to unfold in our timing. Our curiosity needs fed, and it won’t wait in line. If there’s something great to be found from the hand of God, let us have it now! …Or so we often feel this way. Many people feel similar. Many are willing to takeover and show God how it’s done.

But Jesus faced the same thing in his day. This isn’t new.

The words he spoke aren’t irrelevant or old or un-relatable. They may even be the sharpest light into our own times.

The more the media kindles the fire and promotes fear, the more absurd things become. The more extreme “good people” start to think. The more we create our own hell within the distractions that pull us way from what are spirits are saying. “This isn’t truth. This isn’t right. There has to be something better.” And that would be the most correct thing that could be said.

There something better. There is a culture that brings us into fullness. There is a Promised One who brings justice, who rewards the hard-worker, who empowers the forgotten & oppressed people, who sets the world in way that allows fullness, purpose, order, fulfillment can easily flow.

There is that Promised One, a Messiah who brings the restoration of all things. One who doesn’t have a particular bent of a particular cause, but has in mind the way to bring all things into the beauty of what they were created to be from the beginning.

We are not too far gone. We not even as far as we imagine. God isn’t unaware or inactive. Instead, I purpose that there is a fighting, a pressure, a contending because there is something new, beautiful, and fulfilling taking place, even at this time. Our spirits feel it. How we respond is up to us. But there’s only one Messiah who can bring us into the restoration of all things. There’s only one “peace on Earth” that is truly peace for all mankind. There’s only one Promised One who truly knows and understands justice. We must be careful, not to pick an idol.

The world, our spirits, and heaven itself awaits those who will hear the call and respond to a gracious, humble Messiah. Not that we may have riches and wealth for ourselves, but that we may be servants who bring the restoration of all things. Who bring children to the maturity of becoming heirs of the Father. Who brings servants up into being wise & faithful stewards. Who can see hurt and know it’s birth pangs of something beautiful coming forth, and who can midwife that birth in its proper time. Therein bringing mother, child, and even the father into joy and fullness.

We are the people of God, through Christ Jesus, and we believe the Holy Spirit testifies to Yeshua HaMashiach bring us into the restoration of all things.
(Yeshua HaMashiach is the Hebrew name of Christ Jesus. The one and the same.)


Love, Choice, Happiness

It was a normal moment of talking about God with our previously atheist friends. My husband driving & talking while I’m in the front sit listening (for the moment) and our best friend in the back of the car, also listening, while my husband explains something we’ve already discussed many times. …but of course this time was different. This time my tears we’re on-call. This time I had more than hint of how personal God is and has been with us. This time we were living in the same situation we’ve put God into.

At the end of last month we asked this great friend of ours to come live with us. We apologized for not asking point-blank long ago. Sure we’ve offered, but never really just gone and asked or even begged. Inside our spirit is a was like pleading for this great man’s soul. Externally, it probably looked more like two loving but crazy people asking for an insane adventure to someone who’s just starting to get the opportunity he’s believes in. It was a collision of wisdoms.

That moment lead to this moment in car.

The subject being expressed in the car was one started by someone else’s bumper sticker that said “Love Wins”.  We explained that this was a book and in the book the author opened a different concept to the question, “If God is a loving God why does anybody go to hell?”  The author’s concept came across with the idea that if God is loving, why would he make you spend eternity with him when/if you didn’t want anything to do with God your whole life? A Loving God probably would let you have what you’ve always wanted. …unfortunately being fully separated from God is being fully separated from Love, beauty, hope, Life… and that… that is hell.
It was a “highly controversial book”, but this concept took on a new meaning that “normal night”.

Here we were, we’d asked our friend to come live with and try a new way of living, but it was up to him to choose. He felt like he should stay right where he is and see what it may lead to. We asked a few more times and discussed many things, but ultimately it’d be unloving of us to “force” him to come with us and see things from our point of view. We have no intention of being like that anyway. We too want him to be happy.
If he believes where he is now is the road to happiness, then we can’t take that from him. We wouldn’t want to take that from him. We can only tell him, we’d really like him to come and try this some time, and that the door is always open. We can only hope that he’ll choose sooner than later, but we secretly realize he might never choose to come live life with us. …and that’s risk that come with being loving and honoring.

Going through these subtle circumstance reminds me of how much God gently admonishes us to come and walk along the path that is truly good for us, and how we can often say no. It’s ok if we say no, but the truth is we’re missing out and we don’t even know it.
There’s something so dearly important about our dear friend, and he is ever in our prayers, but there is also something dearly important about each one of us. We probably don’t know. We probably don’t see, and we probably wouldn’t comprehend it from where we are now. But there is definitely a reason why God is calling us onward.
If we stay merely content where we are now, believing this might be our big break, then we’ll never know what could have been. It could literally change the world. It might only change our world. But there’s a choice. …there’s always choice. We each must choose. Whether we have fear, courage, fearlessness, hope, disappointment, or barely a guess of what’s next… it’s still our choice. But the consequences effect much more than just us.

Some adventures come slowly, others leap out of nowhere, but question is: are you ready? The choice is yours.

Let’s journey onward, friends.